The Hostage

The gun was pressed hard against Kaspian's head. My arm was steady, and my eyes were colder than the guns that his men were pointing at me.The fight around us had quieted down. Gunfire had turned into groans and the sound of weapons falling to the ground. The Noir de Costas cut through the Vipers like shadows through fire. They quickly and without mercy, leaving only ashes behind. Kaspian's ragged breathing against the steel of my weapon was the only sound now.I whispered, "Checkmate.""Why?!" he yelled, shaking as the gun pressed against him. "Why does it always have to be him? Why does Sebastian get everything? Why does he understand you? Why does he get love while I get nothing?"Why did she pick him?" Why did my mom think he was worth crying over and not me? "Why does everyone pick Sebastian over me?"His voice got brittle and broke at the edges because he was so angry. And for the first time, Kaspian didn't look like Viper's untouchable devil. He looked more like a hurt child, s

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On the battlefield, there was a weird silence.Last Viper fell with a thud, and his gunfire filled the huge underground room. Blood, gunpowder, and smoke filled the air.Even if I was severely injured, I had to keep going. The pain was nothing compared to the pain I wil soon have if Sebastian were not to be seen.The Noir de Costas surrounded me like a wall of shadows, their knives still wet and their eyes on every door.All of the enemies had been killed.Except for one.Selene. She appeared from the darkness like a ghost, her heels clicking on the blood-slick floor, her once-pristine hair wild and unkempt, and her face streaked with sweat and desperation. The trembling figure she held in front of her made my stomach clench, not her beauty.Daryl.As Selene pressed a gun against his temple, the boy's small hands clawed at her grip. His raw, jagged cries broke the silence, cutting me like glass. When Damian said, "Daryl," his voice broke and he stepped forward, relieved. He stop

The Sacrifice

KIERRA EVANSDamian’s voice broke the thick stillness like a blade.“Selene. Drop the gun.”The gun was pointed straight at me.The chill of that gaze was the same one I had encountered in some boardrooms and blood-stained streets.This fight was not about the preservation of his offspring—this was about dominance and control.Selene's fingers twitched on the gun trigger. She pressed its barrel against her own son’s head.My heart twisted, but I kept my thoughts to myself“Y-You wouldn't dare," Selene retorted, her voice breaking. A bead of sweat rolled down her temple, the tense of her hair was all over the place from the uproar."You’re fucking crazy, that’s your son!""I would eliminate whoever stands in the way of order," Selene answered, her gaze icy. "Even you."The Noir de Costas moved stiffly and their rifles snapped up into position, the black-clad men were like shadows awaiting a command."Madam!" one of them shouted right after a hint of urgency in his voice. I raised my han

Alle Kapitel von The Mafia Devil's Princess: Kapitel 151 – Kapitel 153

The Hostage

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The Sacrifice